Beginning to win the big elder

Chapter 1267
When Chen Xinghe said that he wanted to recruit Bing Xi as his mount, he was actually paralyzing him.

The right hand has already touched a cold feather, and at the same time that the brilliance is shining, Bingxi suddenly senses that something is wrong.

"What are you doing? Attacking the soul?"

"Pfft..." A gleam of blood appeared between Bingfeng's brows, and then she collapsed limply on the ground.

"Finally it's settled, as for the old sycamore tree?" Chen Xinghe looked back, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Half an hour later, with the sound of flapping wings, Bingfeng approached the huge plane tree in the air.

"What about the kid?" Wutong old demon asked aggressively.

"Runned by him, what a slippery little loach, I was injured again, but he didn't have a hard time." When Bingfeng retracted her wings, she was already standing on the old Wutong's shoulder.

"Show me the direction, I can't let this little bastard turn back to Qingtianzong. I have a hunch that once he goes back, the consequences will be disastrous."

"It's 32 miles to the northeast, and we fought hard there."

"Okay!" Old Wutong didn't doubt that he was there, and moved over with a rumbling figure, and was led down by Bing Xi to the sky above a mass grave.

"You put a spell here?"

"Yes, that little thief is full of tricks, maybe he didn't go far away, but hid here."

"Tell me to take a look." The old Wutong demon opened his eyes wide and let out a beam of divine light to scan them, suddenly there was a surprise in his eyes.

"Hahaha, sure enough, there are many tricks. They didn't go far away, but hid here." As soon as the words fell, the vines all over the sky penetrated into the mass grave like layers of waves, breaking into the depths of the ground.

Suddenly, black smoke rose from several ancient corpse pits.

"Formation?" Indus old demon frowned slightly: "Ghost formation? Is there a ghost cultivator hidden here?"

"It seems so. The little thief must have discovered something, so he hid here for a while."

The Wutong old demon sneered and said, "I heard that the little thief is used to taking advantage of the situation. Looking at this mass grave, it is not easy. Most likely there are powerful ghost cultivators hidden."

"Elder, you're worrying too much. It's just a ghost cultivator. Under the Mahayana, everyone is an ant." Bing Xi said convincingly.

"Hehe, that's right." When the voice spread, the earth roared, and countless vines toppled the river, turning the mass grave completely upside down.

It turns out that there are still mass graves under the mass graves. I don’t know how many years of grievances have accumulated here. Below the mass graves on the second floor is the ancient battlefield.

The caves deep underground are staggered, and a faint blood leaks out.

"Huh, pretending to be a ghost." The old Wutong demon has no patience, no matter how mysterious this place is, his cultivation is enough to suppress it with all his strength.

The weird root system spread everywhere, and thousands of soil erupted.

Many tombstones appeared and moved towards the old demon of Wutong, but these tombstones were still hundreds of feet away from the old demon, and they all shattered.

The roaring sound continued to break in, and the ancient battlefield was rediscovered.

A dense chill rushed out.

A black shadow appeared, and Jie Jie smiled strangely: "Old man, how dare you destroy my cave?"

"Evil barrier, die!" Wan Mu appeared, turned into a mountainous hand and grabbed it, crushing the black figure to death.

"How dare you play tricks on the old man?" Wutong old demon was furious.

Visions appeared between heaven and earth, and vines swept everywhere.

Tender shoots appeared in the corners, and the whole space was trembling.

A wooden wheel turned gently, and it crushed all the ghost formations with just one turn.

The wooden wheel made another turn, the sky fell apart, and an old ghost was forced out.

This old ghost is very unusual, the top of its head is like a hill, and there is a sea of ​​corpses and blood behind it.

"I didn't expect Chihuangtian to hide a ghost like you."

"It turned out to be the third elder of the Xuantian Sect! I hid here well, but you came here aggressively, why?"

"A ghost like you, everyone gets it and kills it."

"You Xuantianzong are all monsters, what is the difference between a monster and a ghost?"

"Death!" The murderous intent surged under the plane tree.

This old ghost is really powerful. You must know that it is always difficult for ghosts to cross the tribulation, but once they pass, it will be unfathomable.

The two sides fought in this area, and the ghosts in the robbery period were not as good as the old monsters in the Mahayana period, and they were defeated after just a few encounters.

Seeing that the old ghost was about to be shattered, in order to protect himself, he suddenly released an innate spirit treasure.

"Huh? This innate spirit treasure is actually on your body? You killed the previous heir of the Hantian Sect?" The old demon's eyes sparkled.

"Kill!" The evil spirit held a crystal clear ice ball and forced towards the old Wutong demon.

In an instant, the wooden wheel reappeared.

When the two collided, the Wutong old demon was still better, but the old ghost was not easy to get along with, and his figure was like a volcano erupting.

At the critical moment of fighting, a chill suddenly wafted.

The roar was incessant.

The roar spread far away: "Bingxi, you..."

Bingxi didn't respond, and only poured out his chill.

The old ghost seized the opportunity to launch a berserk blow, then turned around and ran away without looking at the result.

He thought that the scene in front of him was the internal struggle of Xuantianzong, and he felt that he was very lucky when he was shocked.

At this moment, a sword shadow penetrated the old ghost's body and went straight into the left eye of Wutong old demon.

"Pfft..." Jian Ying disappeared in an instant.

Chen Xinghe strolled out, Bingxi suddenly exploded at this moment, and the terrifying chill spread layer by layer.

The sword shadow reappeared, and thousands of swords suddenly superimposed, cutting through the body of Wutong Old Demon.

"boom……"

The shadow of the whirling tree was cut off at the waist, and the voice was full of boundless hatred, and said angrily: "Boy, do you think you can really kill this old man?"

"If I can't kill you, it will be enough to hold you for a hundred years. Then you will see my strength." Chen Xinghe laughed loudly, and picked out the ice ball that was tightly held by the ghost claw.

Frost and snow appeared in the sky for a period of time, and then an ice wall as high as three thousand feet was formed, and the old Wutong demon had been frozen in by the cold.

Chen Xinghe stretched out his hand to grab a wisp of ghost energy, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, you have suffered an unreasonable disaster. I searched the sky and found that there is a strange place here, so I used your hand to make a bunch of Wutong old demons. Remember to be a good person in your next life." , I will take over your karma."

As he spoke, he threw his ghostly energy behind him.

Immediately, the ghost door opened wide, taking away the wisp of ghost energy.

No matter how the old ghost cursed, he had indeed suffered an innocent disaster.

Chen Xinghe floated towards the ice wall, and suddenly attacked with his sword.

"Qiang, qiang..." The shadow of the sword penetrated into the ice wall, leaving one after another fine sword marks on the old demon of Wutong.

The old Wutong demon was so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven. He was really unlucky today, to be calculated so miserably by a junior.

What a terrible word?
It doesn't matter if it's one sword or two swords, because he is a tree.

But what about thousands of swords and thousands of swords?You must know that this is an innate spirit treasure-level divine sword, and it is not an ordinary innate spirit treasure.

Cutting down like this, the old demon was directly chopped into pieces of wood as thick as an arm.

"Okay!" Chen Xinghe was overjoyed, because this kind of wood can be used to make fire, and it can be used to refine great medicine.

"You..." The old demon escaped from the primordial spirit, but the innate spirit treasure has been cracked, the power is really huge, and the primordial spirit is also frozen.

Seeing a unique glow appear between the ice walls, golden immortals came out of the mountain.

Seeing this scene, Chen Xinghe stretched out his hand to remove the pile of wood, and his body disappeared immediately.

(End of this chapter)